I live in a world that's different than your world Your world still believes in things like free speech and democracy Those things don't exist in my world anymore Welcome to my world Welcome to Planet X motherfucker

It used to be parks Used to be jungle gyms Now they just stories passed down orally from my great-grandmother Nem It used to be public pools Kids loved to swim 'til the summer's end Now it's enough poison in the water to slaughter your son and your daughter You can blame the government Let me tell you how it all started The middle class was evaporated then the filthy rich couldn't stand the stench of the dirt Poor of course who had the world oversaturated So a new world order was activated No more black, no more white, no more brown, no more yellow, no more red Just high born citizens and low born citizens And all that race shit was eradicated You're either rich or you're poor now Digital identity chip implanted in everybody born now Being poor is like fighting a war now No energy to fight the real enemy because you're worn out Living life on a tight rope, but the trickery is the tight rope It's slippery as a ice slope Every second somebody is falling off So we figure we embrace the misery Nigga we never liked hope 'Cause hope was the buzzword That they used to brainwash us, fuck that, we unlearn Now the rich people concerned 'Cause they know our return is confirmed by holding a gun firm What's that in the distance? You fucked slums raw 'til they gave birth to a resistance You scared looking at your window You see your own fucking children crawling over your fences

One by one they all come slow to meet their fates And two by two I bury them in the shallow graves (I bury them, I bury them) And three by three they've come at me, their guns and swords were drawn Now four by four before the Lord they'll choose a witchy spawn 'Cause we're coming for you (Coming for, coming for, coming for you, coming for you, coming for, coming for you) La la la la la we're coming for you La la la la la we're coming for you

Yo, what you gon' do now? It's too late for talking, I'm in your face with the tool out Foot wearing the other shoe now The chickens came home to roost now Who got the juice now? Aye yo, what you gon' do now? You want the truce now? I'm in your face with the tool out Foot wearing the other shoe now The chickens came home to roost now Who got the juice now? Oil addiction, water pollution (Who got the juice now?) Soil contamination and over consumption (Tell me who got the juice now?) Wiped out two thirds of the planets fresh water (Who got the juice now?) And crop reserves creating a vast wasteland on a global scale (Who got the juice?)

One by one they all come slow to meet their fates And two by two I bury them in the shallow graves (I bury them, I bury them) And three by three they've come at me, their guns and swords were drawn Now four by four before the Lord they'll choose a witchy spawn 'Cause we're coming for you (Coming for, coming for, coming for you, coming for you) La la la la la we're coming for you